Alley stopped running when she noticed everything had gone quiet. She couldn't hear a thing, not even the birds singing in the trees, it scared her.  As she looked around, all she saw was an empty forest, no one there, nothing moving.  It was strange because she would of sworn someone was chasing her, but now there was no one but her in the dark mysterious forest.

There was a sudden noise of a twig snapping.  She spun around to see nothing.  The wing was starting to blow through the trees, but instead of hearing the beautiful sound of the birds graceful singing, there was a big swarm of dark birds race across the sky making the most painful noise you could ever imagine.

Alley was so scared she couldn't stop shaking.  She decided to sit down on the ground, and closed her eyes and imagined herself at home, warm, happy, and protected by her family so no harm would come her way.

Her happiness was suddenly destroyed when she heard footsteps coming towards her.  She started to worry.  She kept her eyes closed until the footsteps came close enough so that Alley could see where her follower was.  She kept her eyes closed until the footsteps stopped in front of her.  She opened her eyes so fast, it took her a few moments to regain her sight back, but by the time Alley had her vision back, all she could see was a figure of a man running away.

Alley stood up to follow the man, but he has vanished.  She looked around to see if she could tell which direction he went, but she couldn't.  Alley looked at the ground and found a piece of paper.  She picked it up, and as she started to open the paper sudden gust of wind blew the paper out from her hand, and she could not catch it.  As Alley started to walk away she heard an echo of a man laughing.  The laugh made Alley wake up in a cold sweat.  She walked into the bathroom, and froze as she looked in the mirror.  She had leaves in hair hair, and her pyjamas were muddy, like she had slept on the floor.  Alley went back to her bed.  As she walked into her bedroom, there was a folded peice of paper.  She picked it up and unfolded it.....and it read...."I'll be back Alley"

By Lydia Anne Wilson